Merry Christmas, Baby
Who: 100yearsgone & deconflagration
What: Gifts of course
When: Late morning December 25
Where: The Hangar
Warnings: None!
[ Aang had a long night at the party and an even longer night with Appa, Momo and the food he had smuggled from the party to the hangar. He couldn't even remember the last time they slept in this late. All the grogginess from his sleep fades when he unwraps the single present sitting next to Appa's front left foot though. ]
To Aang, from Santa [ He stares at the tag curiously before ripping open the paper. ]
No way. [ He stands up hastily tearing the rest of the paper of. ] This can't be real. [ But it is. Aang twirls the staff in his hand, gaping at the sight of an orange glider that is just like his original one. ]
I wonder how this Santa guy knew what kind of gift to deliver... I wonder where he got it.
[ Aang doesn't dwell for too long. ] We'll worry about that later There's something I've been wanting to try.
[ He hops on his new glider and does a couple of laps around the hangar. After he is used to the feeling he lets go of the glider and bends the air to suck the falling glider to his feet. It is a failure of a first attempt.
The second one is a little better though. On the third one Aang finally does it, but it only lasts for five seconds, then on the next try it lasts ten. He wants to beat twenty and then sixty. Aang's not going to try it all day, but he's not giving up just yet. ]
What: Gifts of course
When: Late morning December 25
Where: The Hangar
Warnings: None!
[ Aang had a long night at the party and an even longer night with Appa, Momo and the food he had smuggled from the party to the hangar. He couldn't even remember the last time they slept in this late. All the grogginess from his sleep fades when he unwraps the single present sitting next to Appa's front left foot though. ]
To Aang, from Santa [ He stares at the tag curiously before ripping open the paper. ]
No way. [ He stands up hastily tearing the rest of the paper of. ] This can't be real. [ But it is. Aang twirls the staff in his hand, gaping at the sight of an orange glider that is just like his original one. ]
I wonder how this Santa guy knew what kind of gift to deliver... I wonder where he got it.
[ Aang doesn't dwell for too long. ] We'll worry about that later There's something I've been wanting to try.
[ He hops on his new glider and does a couple of laps around the hangar. After he is used to the feeling he lets go of the glider and bends the air to suck the falling glider to his feet. It is a failure of a first attempt.
The second one is a little better though. On the third one Aang finally does it, but it only lasts for five seconds, then on the next try it lasts ten. He wants to beat twenty and then sixty. Aang's not going to try it all day, but he's not giving up just yet. ]